Miles took these from the rooftop of The Mediterranean Inn. (Where we stayed in Seattle.) The room was pretty inexpensive, the staff was great, and it was in a good location. The rooms were a bit on the small side and dated, but really not bad for the price of staying downtown.
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend full of adventure or rest (depending on what you need most)!
This one is for you, Lynn, over at The Inked Autist.
We have a four-pack of Stiegl beer. There are two flavors: “Radler” and “Gold”.
Lets start with the Radler. (Grapefruit flavor.)
In short, I hate it. (But terrible memories make me biased.)
One sip and I’m punched with the flavor of Smirnoff Ice. Memories of high school and puking out of the passenger-side of a Geo Metro, come rushing back at me.
To be fair, anything that slightly touches on “malt-beverage” makes me heave.
My husband really likes it though.
Now, the Gold.
It is pretty darn good. Light and refreshing. It has a clean taste and isn’t bitter. I will definitely drink it again.
The Stiegl story is pretty darn cool. It’s been privately owned since 1492. According to their website, Stiegl is Austria’s largest and most successful private brewery. They use local, raw materials to craft their beers.
Yes, I will buy more Stiegl, but I will avoid anything with “malt”.
I’ve followed Kimberlee on her blog, anotetohuguette for a couple of years now. From her prose, to her thoughtful, lovely comments, she is just a beautiful soul. I am honored to be blogger buddies with her.
Give ‘Wintertide’ a read and experience the magic of Kimberlee’s writing.
“ It is the life of the crystal, the architect of the flake, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. The crisp winter air is full of it.” – John Burroughs The sound of the city, the siren, makes its presence known no matter how sacred the day – my garlands of […]
via Wintertide — anotetohuguette
Close your eyes little one.
Shut out the world for tonight.
Tomorrow you can roar at the sunrise,
shake the trees.
Wail long and loud.
Kick those chubby legs.
Stretch your graceful, dimpled hands.
Reach high little beauty.
As for tonight, my love, sleep, just sleep.
I created Sunday Social as a way to mingle, collaborate, and discuss our blogs and various projects. Sunday Social is one more place where you can share a post that maybe didn’t get as much feedback as you were hoping for. Sunday Social is a place to meet new bloggers and share ideas.
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A friend suggested I give the Netflix series, “Stranger Things” a try. I binge-watched season one in two days.
The 1980’s set tugged at my nostalgic heartstrings. Stranger Things had the unsettling ability to bring me back to childhood and give me the comforting feeling of friends, family, and games, while simultaneously creeping me out. There is something immensely satisfying about watching childhood friends fight “the bad guy”—like watching a scenario you imagined in childhood coming to life.
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Good morning and happy FriYAY!
Today’s pictures are of Miles’ ski adventure with his brother Alex at Steven’s Pass in Washington State.
They hiked uphill with a special material attached to their skis that grips the snow. This form of skiing is called skinning.
Miles has been much more active on his Instagram account. This week his picture was shared on a pretty large Instagram account called The Clymb, so that was exciting for us!
Have a wonderful weekend!
Artists take their heart and give it away.
Pouring out their soul, they give it away.
Nobody buys it, they give it away.
They can’t help themselves.
The expression of humanity, essential to their being.
The drive to beautify and unite the world, they give it away.
Free to the public, but there is always a price.
Just ask the artist.
I wasn’t going to post about the new year.
I don’t have a resolution. I guess Time Square wasn’t the only thing that “dropped the ball”.
I slept while this year ticked into the next.
Is it Easter yet?
I did dust off my two children book manuscripts and began rewriting…again. That was three nights ago, so nothing to do with the new year.
Well, maybe I should have stuck with my gut and not do a “new year” post.
Oh wait, I do have something to say about the new year…
Happy New Year to YOU! Thank YOU for following. Thank YOU for reading. Thank YOU for engaging.
2017 has blessed me in so many ways. My husband has shown me grace every day. I’m so blessed to call him mine. My son began talking and it’s music to my heart. My beautiful, sweet, funny, baby girl was born this year. My friends and family continue to humble me with their love and generosity.
2017 was great and at times chaotic, like most years. The milestone years, such as my wedding, or birth of my babies are hard to see go. I’m greeting 2018, resolution-free, wrapped in a soft blanket with my Irish breakfast tea.
I’m just going to sit here and keep reading about your plans. If you wrote about the new year, please post a link in the comment thread below so I can share in your excitement.